[Online Game] The Art of Headmaster

"So you gave it to Jiang Haiyang?" Hua Baimei sneered, and the Crimson Sword pressed against the opponent's chest.Song Wenshen only found out the name of the sword after the fact. Although it was as cute as ever, the crimson long sword now has the meaning of a white knife entering and a red knife exiting, and it has a full visual intimidation effect.

Head Song didn't know what he had imagined, he looked pitiful. "Old Hua, to be honest..." He raised his hands in horror. "Did you forget that I carried you back that day? One must be grateful!" If it weren't for Hua Baimei's complexion, he might be able to sing his gratitude at this time.

Hua Baimei's face was gloomy, and Tao Hua's eyes were filled with a chill.Crimson Yanjian moved forward by one point, and Song Wenshen's head shirt Najiu fell pitifully by one point.

"Don't fight friendly troops!" Master Song called out to his disciples in a panic on the sect channel, but the group of bastards were as quiet as chickens when they heard that the wall was blocked by Sect Master Hua. "It's not like you haven't seen the expression of the chief arrester that day. It seems that if you don't hand it over to him, he will send you back to life immediately."

"I can also send you back to the west with one sword."

Song Wenshen shrank his neck and begged for mercy, "Please, please."

Hua Baimei stared at him for a moment, Crimson Yanjian retreated a little.Head Song fled like a loach in an instant, "Ah!" Suddenly, his body stopped and he was hit by a plum dart in the back.

Hua Baimei's malicious voice floated over, "If I can't complete the task, I will come to you to settle the score."

"If you can run, the monk can't run away from the temple."

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Let's not show for the time being, how the head of the Song Dynasty clutched his chest and Xiao Neiba fled back to his small temple in panic.After he ran back to Qionghuapai Mountain panting, the head of Song panted heavily and planned that the construction of the sect station should be put on the agenda as soon as possible. He miraculously found a group of migrant workers sitting under the broken mountain gate of his sect.

Two of the middle-aged NPCs were sitting on the small wooden stools that came with them, smoking dry cigarettes, and seemed to have been waiting for a long time.Song Wenshen stopped vigilantly, shouted twice in the sect channel, and planned to run away immediately if something went wrong.

Not long after, Yong Wu was seen rushing out of the Qionghua faction, holding a towel in his hand, apparently running out while cooking. "Master, you are back."

"Little Wu, what's going on here?" Song Wenshen and Yong Wu were standing ten meters away from the sect's mountain gate, chatting about family matters.

"These five NPCs appeared yesterday afternoon, and you were all doing missions at that time." Song Wenshen calculated the time, and it happened to be the time when Jingze Township's mission was completed. "At first I thought they were just passing by, but in the end these people just sat still. Brother and the others tried for a long time in the morning, but they didn't trigger any tasks."

"Are they in the sect?" Song Wenshen scowled, looking a bit bluffing.Yong Wu was startled by him for a moment.

"Yes." Yong Wu timidly wiped his hands, "To celebrate your achievements, I cooked a good meal today."

Song Wenshen leaned forward and smelled it vigorously. It smelled like scallion pork ribs, and he couldn't help saying angrily, "These traitors!" You are working hard for the teacher, and you are hiding to eat spicy food! "Where's Sister Gu?!"

Yong Wu said in a low voice, "Today I made an osmanthus glutinous rice lotus root, the big brother likes it very much."

...I really lost to him!Even the most reliable people of the Qionghua Sect look like this.

"Is there any leftovers?" Song Wenshen turned his head in grief.

"Ah, there are elbows in honey sauce, West Lake vinegar fish, water shield and fish soup, gold and silver steamed buns..." Yong Wu counted on his fingers very honestly. Middle punch.Before even taking two steps, the crappy Qinggong was immediately surrounded by the salary-paying team.

"Are you the head of the Qionghua School?" One of them with a beard spit out a smoke ring.

Head Song looked at him suspiciously, folded his hands on his chest and said weakly, "This head has no money."

"Hey!" The big man raised his hand and slapped Song Wenshen on the shoulder, "What kind of money do you want! Master Song is so hospitable!"

"No..." Song Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

"The two of us brothers heard that the head of Song was famous and came here to join us, and brought a family with his wife and daughter to make a living." With a bearded beard, two middle-aged women and a little girl saluted Song Wenshen nervously. "Just give me a job and eat enough."

Song Wen pondered for a while, and opened the head panel.After the task was completed yesterday, there was an additional court reputation in the master system. Fifty points of reputation corresponded to five NPCs. It seems that there is some connection between them?Just as he was guessing, five NPCs approached from the mountain road.The costumes of these five NPCs are completely different from those in front of them. Some of them are carrying racks and look like shopkeepers.

"Presumably this is Sect Leader Song." The gentle young man at the head bowed to Song Wenshen, "We are craftsmen in Nanjiang City, and we heard that Sect Leader Song's name came here to join us."

Song Wenshen took a look at the system, and there was an extra line of Jianghu reputation on the panel.He hurriedly opened the friend bar and asked Hua Baimei if the task was completed, and it took Hua Baimei a long time to reply to him haha.Song Wenshen hastily took in these NPCs because he didn't have time to complain about the Aojiao of the head of Hua.NPCs with prestige in the imperial court can go hunting in the mountains to collect wild fruits, and they can also help plant the fields and water flowers after the sect is built.As for the NPCs rewarded by Jianghu prestige, although they know how to do it, it seems that they are all insignificant skills.There is one who can be a noodle maker, purely as a martial art.

After Song Wenshen settled these NPCs, he felt that the sect became more popular and lively, and felt like it had finally changed from a farmhouse to a small restaurant.He breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to go to the dining room to pick up some leftovers to eat, when Yan Linlang and the others came out of the dining room with flushed faces.

"It's over?" Head Song's face turned pale, and his heart was ashamed.

"En." Gu Zhaoci nodded.Yong Wu also brewed some rice wine, and Gu Zhaoci's face was puffed with powder.

No matter how good-looking Gu Mei is, she's useless!Song Wenshen really wanted to give himself a slap in the face to wake him up, it looks good to be a meal!

"Cough cough." There was a coughing sound from the mountain gate.

"Why is there an NPC?" Song Wenshen walked towards the other party in doubt.

"Could it be missed?" Yan Linlang guessed obviously after hearing the movement just now.

"Old man, are you also here to join the Qionghua faction?" Song Wenshen lured him kindly with a smile like a human trafficker.

The old man was carrying a wooden box, glanced at Song Wenshen and said slowly, "The old man wants a thatched shed."

"Okay." Song Wen thought for a second, then rolled up his sleeves and started working. "Would you like to build one by the river for you?"

The old man grinned, "Wonderful! There is still fishing."

"Come here and give me a hand."

"...No way!" The handsome disciples of the Qionghua School looked at each other in blank dismay.

Absolutely miserable!Why is the head of a faction moving bricks during the day!

Good-looking but useless!The unkempt and disheveled head of Song, who built a straw hut, had another painful realization.

When the head of decathlon Song finished building the simple shed, three hours had passed in the game.The old man brushed his disheveled hair back and said with a loud smile, "I've been wandering in the rivers and lakes for many years in Xia Mujiang. I stayed here after Master Xie Song gave me a compliment."

Mu sauce?Still cute at a young age?Song Wenshen quickly replied, "You're welcome."

Deathly silence.

It took Master Song a minute to realize that he was a carpenter, and felt that he was mentally retarded. "So you're not on the same side as the previous ones?" Song Wenshen took another minute to realize that he picked up an NPC by mistake and came back.

"I have nothing to repay you, only a skill." Mu Jiang walked around the Qionghua faction, "I don't think there is a student hut in the faction, why don't you help build one."

At this time, the master system jumped out of a task, [Successfully retain the master carpenter.Reward: Sect Architecture Disciple Squad]

Disciple huts are the dormitory provided by sects for disciples. Due to the upper limit of building levels, only senior disciples of the five major sects like Fuqu sect can consume reputation applications.In the game, players can spend money to buy land to build their own houses. Self-built houses are very expensive and need to complete the construction tasks, so in the game, the disciples of the school are very popular.This kind of disciple hut is equivalent to a private warehouse. Song Wenshen glanced at the system introduction, and it seems that there is a chance to upgrade to a single-family small building after meeting certain conditions.

Yan Linlang's eyes lit up in an instant, and everyone could completely foresee the days when this buddy would eat dirt in the future.

Several people selected an open space near the elixir shop to build the disciple's hut. This land was chosen by Yan Linlang because the elixir shop is next to the future herb garden, and the flowers and plants seem to have a good view.Song Wenshen's comment on this is that it is good for Xiaoyan to be happy, anyway, he is the one who has the most troubles in the whole Qionghua faction.

After choosing the address, Mu Jiang began to build the prototype of the building.A vague building shape appeared in the open space, and an hourglass-shaped countdown timer above it showed that it would take about two days.Song Wenshen walked around the sect, and suddenly received a private message from Jiang Haiyang asking him to go to Nanjiang City. The master Song, who hadn't eaten yet, immediately threw the mess to the apprentices happily, and ran down the mountain happily.

"Do you still look like the master?" Yan Linlang watched eagerly as the NPC built the house, and complained to Gu Zhaoci beside him. "As soon as I got home, I was hooked and ran away!"

Gu Zhaoci studied the new NPC without turning his head and said, "You were the one who ate the most just now."

Mr. Yan rubbed his slightly protruding belly, it's not easy to have a free meal these days.

Besides, Sect Leader Song went down the mountain and slumped into a restaurant called Zuiyinfang in Nanjiang City.This restaurant is owned by the Fuqu Sect, and the daughter red brewed by the disciples of the Fuqu Sect is the best in Nanjiang City.In other words, this restaurant is also the place where the daily missions of the disciples of the Fuqu Sect are refreshed. There is a lot of fragrance coming and going.Not only players, but also NPCs often visit. For example, Zuo Wuhua, the well-known single dog Longwei Escort Bureau of the Wulin League, is a frequent visitor.This attracts more players, not only single players but also accompanied players come around in an attempt to trigger hidden missions.

When Song Wenshen arrived at the restaurant, the small Zuiyinfang was already crowded with disciples from the Fuqu Sect and the Longwei Escort, like a new type of blind date corner.Headmaster Song interrupted couples of mandarin ducks with a shy face, and squeezed into a small corner of the shop.Jiang Haiyang ordered a table of good dishes and was holding a pot of red bull for his daughter to drink.

Master Song's eyes were sharp, and he quickly picked up a chopstick of beef and put it in his mouth. Before he could taste the meat, he heard Jiang Haiyang put down the wine jar and sighed, "Old Song, I'm broken in love."

"puff……"

Mr. Jiang was caught off guard and was sprayed with beef scum all over his face.

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